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Chapter Eleven: Tolerable or Unbearable!

In the distance, the pitch-black tide of beasts attracted everyone's attention. Whether it was the spirit sword monks who had escaped from death or the second-turn dragon dragon with fierce flames, they all focused their attention on the distance and turned a blind eye to the enemies nearby.

Most of the spirits that make up the beast tide are not very strong individually, but the sky-filling beast tide sweeps all the way from the distant horizon. The soaring demonic energy even disperses the dense clouds rolled up by the dragon dragon. Only after the clouds dissipated

But there was no sunlight, and the blue sky was obscured by the evil energy of thousands of monsters, turning it into a sad and bloody color, which made people shudder.

It was so ferocious that theoretically no one could face this wave. But right in front of the beast tide, Wang Lu stepped on the Kunshan Sword and laughed wildly with ease. Behind him, seven or eight terrifying giant beasts

He was constantly biting and biting, swiping his claws, or spitting flames and acid mist... but he still couldn't hurt Wang Lu at all.

Seeing this scene, Ouyang Shang's eyes widened, and his always smart and ever-changing mind stagnated slightly...

How did this guy do it? And did he die?

After getting along with each other for a few days, Ouyang Shang already knew that although Wang Lu was good at offense and defense, he was weak in speed. In theory, he couldn't do this kind of job of seducing monsters, because there were too many monsters faster than him... But

Now it seems that he had hidden quite a lot of strength before, because at this time he was wielding a sword so fast that even Ouyang Shang, who was known for his speed, was ashamed of himself.

Both attack and defense speed are so powerful, Wang Lu is simply inhuman.

But the next moment, Ouyang Shang's eyes widened even more, and he even exclaimed: "Damn, it's actually like this."

His meticulous eyesight allowed him to see through the truth about Wang Lu's astonishing speed. It turned out that every time the spirit behind Wang Lu launched an attack, Wang Lu would extend a finger at the right time, use the phaseless sword energy to counterattack head-on, and then use the counter-shock.

Sprinting forward with strength. Behind him

There are countless monsters, who are the first to face stormy attacks at all times, and he firmly supports the Wuxiang Sword surrounded by them. Not only can he protect himself, but he can also always stay at the head of the team through the impact.

Try your best to lead the army of monsters behind you.

However... playing this kind of trick in front of a tide of beasts is like dancing on a tightrope. If he accidentally breaks through the sword fence, Wang Lu will die without a burial place. But he really dared to play like this, and he succeeded.

However, before he could think too much, Wang Lu had already led the beast tide to attack. Ouyang Shang immediately led his junior brothers and sisters to dodge to the side to avoid being harmed by the fish. Even if the Fuquan Dragon Jiao had the intention to stop it, he did not dare to distract himself from breaking the turtle shell at this time.

Under the impact of this violent beast wave, the only thing he can do is to protect his hometown.

The next moment, the dragon looked up to the sky and roared, and the lake below him rose up in response, soaring straight into the sky. In an instant, it was like the Milky Way hanging upside down, and the water curtain blocked the sky and the sun.

However, the water of Fuquan is eventually exhausted. Under the control of the dragon's magic power, it continues to expand upwards. After a while, the lake water has become as thin as mist, and the water in Fuquan Valley is filled with mist.

Then, at the moment when the beast tide rushed over, the fog quickly dissipated, and the valley returned to its original purity, but at the same time... the dragon dragon also disappeared, and his hometown Fuquan disappeared without a trace.

trace

Wang Lu, who was taking the lead in pulling the train, was startled, but he did not dare to slow down his movements. He continued to push up the Wuxiang Sword, leading the beast tide past Fuquan's original position at high speed and flying into the distance.

But he knew in his heart that this devastating blow had no effect, and the dragon dragon had already fled.

"Mirage, such a powerful illusion"

In the distance, Ouyang Shang praised softly.

He had a clear view of the spell that Longjiao activated at the last moment, and he quickly deciphered the secret. It was simple to say, it was nothing more than using the water level of Fuquan as a guide, plus the spiritual power of the earth veins that had been entrenched here for many years, to activate a large-scale

The amazing water illusion, he hid his hometown and misled the tide of beasts to rush to other places... This illusion was also considered exquisite in the eyes of human monks. It was probably the cunning and cautious dragon dragon who had arranged it here for many years to save his life.

A unique skill. Once used, those irrational monsters will be immediately attacked.

If the tens of millions of beasts were deliberately targeting the dragon dragon, they might still remain unmoved, but their target was Wang Lu after all...

Seeing that Leeroy's tactics were not working, Wang Lu took a moment to calm down and took out a sky talisman from the mustard bag. He shook it away with a shake of his hand, and the next moment he disappeared without a trace -

—Before setting off, he had modified the talisman in his hand and moved the gathering place to another safe place.

The tide of beasts in the sky suddenly lost their target. The power of the spirit sword and talisman was far stronger than that of these monsters, and they had no way of tracking them. And these irrational monsters began to kill each other after losing their target... in the sky

It left a bloody storm behind and then gradually dissipated.

While the beasts were fighting each other, Wang Lu and Ouyang Shang had already met at the agreed place.

"Haha, do you feel good?"

Listening to Wang Lu's laughter, Ouyang Shang also smiled back: "I am sincerely convinced."

Originally, he planned to ask if he was injured or something like that, but from the looks of it... Even if he was hurt secretly, he wouldn't want people to know, right? So Ouyang Shang Yujian stopped asking and directly expressed his admiration.

Whether it's the formless swords of the hard-top beast tide, or the unbridled imagination and courage of the man who dared to plan this action... Wang Lu has already demonstrated his extraordinary qualities.

"It's true that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead." Ouyang Shang sighed with emotion. As a senior brother of the golden generation, his strength and quality are already the best among the monks of his generation in Kyushu, but Wang Lu seems to be better than him...

The future of the Spirit Sword Sect is really exciting

After hearing Ouyang's praise, Wang Lu smiled and waved his hand: "Don't worry, I have no interest in pushing men - if Brother Ouyang is willing to change your body or something, then you can consider it."

"..." Ouyang Shang was silent for a moment, then changed the subject and said, "How did you seduce those monsters? Can you repeat it?"

According to Ouyang Shang's previous understanding of the barbaric land, there are many spirits and monsters here, but those with certain wisdom like the second-turn dragon dragon are very rare. Although most spirits are powerful, they only act based on instinct, and they are not like the beasts in the world.

There is not much difference in comparison. Therefore, the wilderness has not established a decent civilization for thousands of years, and it is like a wilderness. This is where the name of the wilderness comes from.

By the way, in sharp contrast are Dongli Prefecture and Tiannan Prefecture. Both of these two prefectures have many kingdoms established by spirits. After tens of millions of years of development, they have lived in peace with humans.

Of course, if this were not the case, the Spirit Sword Sect would not have sent more than a hundred disciples into the wilderness to practice training - entering a mature civilized territory and killing people would violate the taboo of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance. Savagery

The characteristics of the land allow the golden generation to use their fists to their fullest. To put it more extreme, if they have the ability to directly wipe the barbaric land from the Kyushu continent with the world-destroying magic, that is also their ability - the barbaric land.

According to the long-standing practice, the land is under the jurisdiction of the Spirit Sword Sect. What the Spirit Sword monks do in the wilderness is the internal affairs of the sect. But on the other hand, it also makes the practice in the wilderness increasingly dangerous, and there is basically no safety.

Any passing spirit may attack them, and their vigilance must always be tight. The top of the mountain where they were briefly stationed before is a very rare safe zone.

At the same time, most of the spirits in the wilderness have a strong sense of territoriality. They usually just stick to their own territory and do not allow outsiders to invade and will not easily invade other places. Therefore, the dragon dragon never thought of pursuing it after being provoked for the first time.

, once Ouyang Shang and others escaped from Fuquan's territory, Longjiao stopped in time.

Therefore, Ouyang Shang was very surprised as to how Wang Lu was able to gather so many spirits and pull them out of their lair.

"Haha, inciting hatred is my special skill. It shouldn't be too easy to incite a bunch of brainless monsters, okay?

Ouyang Shang asked with great interest: "How to do it?"

"Well, the specific method may cause discomfort to the listener. I suggest that senior brother not to listen." Wang Lu grinned, but the two rows of white teeth looked slightly ferocious.

Ouyang Shang was stunned when he heard this, but then a hint of inspiration appeared in his mind.

What would you do if you were in your shoes? Let the monsters pursue and kill them beyond the instinct to protect their territory. Then... it's probably the hatred of killing your wife or killing your children, right? And most of the beasts chasing today seem to be

It’s true that they all have cubs... That’s all, this issue is indeed as Wang Lu said, it’s better not to think too much about it.

"In short, thanks to your action this time, the whole army was not wiped out. However, after being frightened by your beast tide, I am afraid that the dragon dragon will not easily step out of Fuquan again no matter how provocative we are."

Wang Lu laughed again: "I have considered this problem before, and it is actually not difficult to solve. You see, the blessed spring is not stagnant water, and the water source does not come out of thin air. As long as we put poison upstream, we will not worry about forcing them out.

Ouyang Shang touched his chin: "But ordinary toxins can't do anything to the black dragon Jiao, which is famous for its extremely poisonous nature, right? What's more, Fuquan is their base camp, and they always have the ability to purify water."

"So there is no requirement that poisoning must be effective, as long as it can anger the opponent."

Ouyang Shang frowned when he heard this: "I said, you don't want to throw yourself into other people's water..."

Wang Lu laughed and said: "As expected of Senior Brother Ouyang, we have a tacit understanding. That's what I really thought - throw shit into the Fuquan water."

"You see, our Fuquan strategy will last at least eight months. During this period, in addition to practicing, the junior brothers and sisters will always eat, drink and defecate, right? Not everyone has practiced Bigu Gong... I think in order to ensure everyone's diet

, it is better to build a breeding factory nearby, which can provide sufficient fresh meat and sufficient feces and dirt, which is simply killing two birds with one stone."

"Junior brother, seeing your shameless face, I suddenly felt a little worried about the future of the Spirit Sword Sect."

Three days later, Fuquan Dragon Palace.

After experiencing a fright from a beast tide, the owner of this place was recuperating, closing his eyes and meditating, when suddenly a slender and sleek black young dragon swam from outside the Dragon Palace.

"Report to my father, something serious is going wrong"

The dragon dragon opened its golden eyes and said in a deep voice: "Those human monks are provoking again? Huh, let them go."

"But, but..."

"No but, no matter how provocative they are, please bear with me now. Human monks have always been cunning and despicable. There is no need to fall into their trap. As long as we keep our homeland safe, they don't have time to waste time with us."

As a rare intelligent spirit in the wilderness, Long Jiao has indeed seen through the biggest problem of the Spirit Sword monks - time is precious.

It's a pity that he underestimated his opponent's methods.

"But, my father, those humans actually discharged a large amount of feces and sewage along the ground veins and springs."

"You, what did you say?"

"They just threw shit into the water."
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